‘So, you’re Wendy.’ Wendy felt a flush on his cheeks as he rose to greet him. ‘Yes sir.’ The rat-faced man’s eyes continued to look at him...a while longer. There was a kind of reined-in excitement about him, and even though he noted Wendy’s indecently short schoolgirl skirt he didn’t mention it, he just ran the tip of his tongue across his lips and stood there for what seemed ages. The common-room was a kind of ancient parlour, all Victorian folderol’s and a preponderance of overstuffed. I looked in her face and saw the pain that she was enduring giving me her virginity. As soon as she had all my length in her, she made the attempt to move and I saw the effort it was taking her to do so. I embraced her and stopped the movement. “Don’t move. I want you to enjoy it as much as I do. Don’t force yourself, relax and let’s wait for you to be comfortable” We just sat there for a few minutes. She was still breathing hard with my cock all the way inside. I was holding her and whispering. " I smiled and pushed you backward. Looking further into the room, Ispotted your sofa and guided you onto a cushion before stepping back. "Yes, first things first," I said as I slowly stripped off my skirt andblouse, revealing my pale yellow bra and panties. My nipples were clearly visible through the material and you reached out to pinch one. I yelped and giggled. "Now, now. You said your cock needed a proper greeting." You smiled and leaned back, unzipped your pants and pulled your cockfree.. The ride home becamequiet after Renee explained what Luke's last words meant. Hearing aboutthe stake of the race hurt Al. His strong daughter was not as strong ashe thought. A part of being a strong person was learning from yourmistakes and Renee did not do so. A strong person would not try to forcesomeone who was mad at them to talk with them. They would be patient andgive them time.Al was also hurt by how he acted. His actions towards the falling outwere wrong. Instead of looking at the.